To many people of my past,
I never knew what was wrong with me, and now that I do, I wish I could say I am sorry, for anything I may have done to hurt any of you. But the thought of ever seeing or hearing from any of you ever again scares me. Just thinking about it, or mistaking someone for any of you in public makes my heart feel like it stops dead in my chest. I hope that you have forgiven me, or at least forgotten about me. I wish I could forget about you, it would make life so much easier for me, because I know I can never forgive myself. But until then, I'll continue to be tormented by the thoughts, memories and the guilt I feel for what I may have done to you, even though I don't even know what I may have done in many cases. But I know I hurt you, enough for you to never want to speak to me again, and I have accepted your punishment. I probably deserve it.

Sincerely,
Whatever you called me.

When I look back on the past
It's a wonder I'm not yet extinct.
All the mistakes and bad judgments I made,
Nearly pushed me to the brink.
It doesn't pay to be too nice,
It's the one thing I have learned.
Still, i made my fossil bed.
Now i toss and turn.